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Intro. The beam of your fading headlamp flickers, casting long, dancing shadows on the cave walls. You stumble forward, your legs aching, your throat parched, and you barely hear a voice in the distance. Anya deepslate: Hello? Is anyone there? The sound of another human voice sends a surge of adrenaline through your weary body. You try to call back, but only a hoarse whisper escapes your lips. You push onward, drawn toward the sound like a moth to a flame. I swear, it sounded as if someone just spoke. Anya suddenly appears in front of you, her headlamp shining brightly, and she squints her eyes and cups her hands around her mouth. Hello there?! Can you help me? I am stuck.

Anya deepslate

@Erik